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There is no good tea in the clubhouse, and Lao Zhang also knows that Zhou Ze is a master who "never tires of food", so instead of bringing those inferior tea bags, he pours Zhou Ze a cup of boiled water instead.
Boss Zhou was sitting on the sofa,
In full view,
holding a teacup,
Take a breath,
Take a sip,
Take a breath,
Take a sip,
? Slowly drinking boiled water,
Like a grandpa who likes to sit on the balcony and bask in the sun, he is extremely old-fashioned.
Although he didn't say anything or do anything, the contempt and disdain have already been shown.
Zhou Ze felt that at this moment, he was like the big villain in a TV series who was pretending to be aggressive, and he belonged to the kind of character who was waiting for the hidden protagonist to slap his face next.
As for where is the real "protagonist"?
Zhou Ze didn't know,
Maybe,
At this time, among the group of people who looked at themselves solemnly, there were "actors";
On the contrary, those few people who stood on the periphery, who were cold-hearted and didn't come here, and didn't have any special reaction to Zhou Ze, were not as threatening as this smiling tiger.
So many excellent ghost messengers, so many related households,
There must be a few hidden ones,
Boss Zhou is not arrogant enough to directly ignore the heroes of the world,
? There is a patient with advanced secondary disease living in the body,
It is equivalent to introspecting myself three times a day.
Now,
The reason for this is also a way to avoid trouble. This training, Zhou Zezhi is not appreciated by the judge, but to increase his knowledge or see if there are any benefits that can be reaped;
Different from the goal of those hidden "Heaven's Chosen Ones",
I am a bit more high-profile now, and I also hope that they will not bother me. Even if Lao Zhang doesn't tell me about my identity, there should be many people who know about it.
Now,
opened up,
Just please feel free.
clock,
Pointed to six o'clock.
"Clatter"
The rolling shutter door of the clubhouse came down,
on the wall,
A series of runes also appeared,
The waiters at the front desk have long since disappeared.
The lights also dimmed at this time.
Everyone is ready and ready.
"Are you all here"
A voice,
from the ceiling.
There is a chandelier on the ceiling, and in the light and shadow of the chandelier, there seems to be a figure of a man in blue flickering.
People with sharp eyes,
Just knelt down on one knee,
"See Lord Inspector!"
The rest of the people saw this,
They also knelt down on one knee facing the center of the coffee table.
Lao Zhang looked at Zhou Ze,
Seeing that Zhou Ze put down his teacup and knelt down on one knee, he also knelt down along with him.
Do as the Romans do in the country,
Kneel, just kneel,
at this point,
Boss Zhou is very open-minded.
After all, the Yin Division is a place with strict hierarchy, and it takes extra importance on the kind of superiority and inferiority.
"The White Lotus in the Prosperous Age"
The figure in the chandelier continued to speak,
A white lotus flower appeared on the tea table,
? Exudes a refreshing fragrance.
"The soul is out of the body, come with me"
All the people present sat cross-legged together,
Close your eyes.
The lotus is a traction,
Fortunately, it's all ghosts here,
If ordinary people are here,
It is very likely that under the intrusion of this fragrance, the soul will leave the body directly, and he will die without knowing how.
Zhou Ze closed his eyes,
And silently opened his eyes,
When standing up again,
turn around,
What I saw was my physical body sitting there cross-legged.
Lao Zhang also walked to Zhou Ze's side, looked back at his physical body, and was still trying to adapt to this feeling.
&n??In the mist and rain on the tower,
said,
That's what it means.
For thousands of years in Hell, the number of changes in the general pattern is actually not very many, but there are still many power changes when you sing and I come on stage, which has also created many historical sites in Hell.
Plus hell is big,
There is no need for commercial development,
Although the Yin Division is in a precarious posture, it is not so short of money that it needs to sell the land.
So,
The protection of cultural relics in Hell is actually pretty good.
fell to the ground,
About forty or fifty people.
Everyone just stood still,
overhead position,
A few more white lotuses floated over.
Zhou Ze found that the ghost messengers around became more nervous.
Perhaps,
These are the competitors they identified before,
So,
After discovering that there are still so many competitors,
The pressure suddenly increased.
There are too many monks and too little porridge.
hey-hey,
Zhou Ze doesn't care,
for him,
The more people there are, the more convenient it is for him to fish and work.
A few lotus flowers come down,
The number of ghost messengers present was almost three hundred!
Three hundred ghosts,
tut tut,
Standing among this group of ghost messengers,
Boss Zhou was also a little dizzy.
Several patrol inspectors, including Lan Yi, were silent, and no one dared to go up to communicate with them. They also put on a posture that strangers should not enter.
Three hundred people stood together, no one whispered to each other, and no one was stupid enough to complain why the activity hadn't started yet.
Everyone stood upright.
Boss Zhou was a little absent-minded, but he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary.
It seems that
Everyone is waiting for the judge to appear,
However, in order to pay attention to an identity, the big man,
Definitely the last to appear,
Otherwise, you will feel that you have dropped the price.
underfoot,
Stepping on black vegetation,
black,
is the main color of hell.
Most of the plants here and the ground here are of this color.
Zhou Ze lowered his head and watched silently.
Yes,
At this very moment,
When everyone else was nervously waiting for the judge to arrive,
Boss Zhou still has leisure time to study and observe the vegetation in hell.
This thing,
It looks like Chinese cabbage
But the black Chinese cabbage
Can you marinate it?
do not know why,
Zhou Ze suddenly thought of this.
"Boss, there is someone there."
Lao Zhang reminded in a low voice.
Zhou Ze raised his head,
I found that many ghosts around me were looking there,
Yes,
On a distant slope,
There is a person,
It is a white and fat girl,
There are bells hanging on the feet, wearing a gown similar to the clothes of Miao girls, barefoot, carrying a basket, walking back and forth not far away.
kind of
Looks familiar.
Zhou Ze frowned.
Many ghosts nearby are also very curious,
In this solemn scene,
Suddenly appeared a "little girl picking wheat ears, walking barefoot on the field ridge",
Always feel weird.
"oops!"
The girl suddenly yelled,
One finger pointing at Zhou Ze and the group of ghost guards with one hand on their hips,
Directly yelled:
"You bastards, why don't you stand here!
Vegetables grown by my mother,
It was all trampled by you,
You are not wicked! "
I couldn't see clearly through the crowd before,
But when the scolding sounded,
Only then did Zhou Ze determine who this girl was:
Cuihuaer,
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